Thursday, 5 November 2015

Ancient Ways & New Paths




Grey light seeping between tall buildings,
Green tea and jetlag’s taste -
The voices of crows declare dawn.


After the rain,
River boats passing by –
Bashō’s gaze.


Holding a moment of silence
Beside the rushing river
All senses saturated –
Autumn stained water.


From across the lake
The temple bell –
Clear sky above!


The dragon’s roar
Kegon Falls –
Even bird song is stilled.